He bends her over the desk.

Wes paused for a moment to remind himself that the two of them were role-playing and what they were doing was consensual. He dismissed the look of fear on the brunette's beautiful face as acting and roughly bends her over the desk, knocking the keyboard to the floor.

"Nice ass," he whistled, kneading her bubble butt before spreading the cheeks apart to get a good look at her sphincter and moist snatch.

"Noooo! Please don't!" Amy screamed as she looked over her shoulder back at him. Wes grinned at the fight she was putting to up and forcibly pushed her head down against the desk.

"No, please don't **** me, Mr. Palmer!" she cried as she felt the bulbous tip of his cock slide up and down her slit.

"Shut the fuck up, bitch! I paid a shitload of money to fuck as many pussies as I goddamn want!" he growled, nudging his cock between her pussy lips.

"Oh God! NOOOO!!!," she screamed, only to she let out an unlady-like grunt when he jabbed his cock balls deep into her hot cunt. Tears ran down her beautiful face as she felt his thick shaft stretched her pussy.

"Jesus, you're goddamn tight! You want my cock, don't you?" he grunted as he started to thrust. "Fuck yes, bitch!"

"Noooo," Amy moaned against the desk, her head still held down by his hand. Her ass cheeks rippled with each thrust her pussy absorbed.

"Yes, you like having big cocks stretching your tight cunt, don't you?" he grunted, grabbing her slender waist with both hands to try to help sink his cock deeper and faster into her while he pounded her furiously.

She bit her lower lip and shook her head but her pussy squeezing his invading cock betrayed her lust.

Wes wanted to continue the role-playing and berate the girl as he forcibly took her but instead he focused his energy on fucking her as hard and fast as possible without coming too soon. Money may have bought him access to all the pussy he desired but he wanted to prove he had the youthful sexual stamina that the older rich guys needed to be enhanced by ****. He slid his hands down to her wide hips and continued to hammer away at her hapless body.

Consumed by lust herself, Amy dropped all pretenses of being a victim and gripped the edge of the desk as she started to climax, her pussy pulsating around his pistoning cock. She looked over her shoulder back at Wes and demanded, "Harder! Fuck me harder!"

Wes had held his sexual urges since the day he sold his company and called up Freedonia -- he didn't jerk off or hire a prostitute to relieve it. He wanted to save his energy for when he landed on the island and now he was releasing the pent up sexual frustration on Amy. He summoned the will power to keep hammering away at her cunt while she was overwhelmed by her orgasm and continued until she was screaming from her third. It was only then he finally let out a roar and empty his balls into her hungry pussy.

Worn out he collapsed forward on top of her, letting out a tired groan when she massaged his shrivelling cock with her pussy.

"Thank you," Wes moaned. "You were amazing."

"You're welcome, sir," she whispered in his ear. "My acting?"

"Acting. Pussy. Everything about you was amazing," he sighed.

"Thank you, sir!"

When they finally recovered from the afterglow of the long, hard fuck, the two of them got up, cleaned themselves up, and got dressed, as if nothing had happened on her desk.

Amy recomposed herself and picked up the items from the floor to put them back on her desk. "Ahem, as I was saying," she continued, "almost anywhere else the indicator can be green, and if it is green and you want the girl, then simply take her."

"Yes, I understand," Wes nodded then he remembered he came in her. "What about... me coming in you?"

"Don't worry, I'm on birth control as are all of our girls. But if you want want condoms, you can get them from the front desk or the medical clinic but most of our male guests prefer to do it bareback," she assured him. "Everyone on the island, including the guests, have been tested for STDs. We are very cautious and would like our guests and staff to be healthy and return again in the future."

"Awesome!" Wes grinned. "Is there anything else I should know about?"

"If you enjoyed the girl, please remember the number on her necklace so you can tip her," Amy explained, showing the number on her own necklace.

"I'll definitely give you a big tip!"